Numb. Mundane. Pointless. But with sense.
May 20, 2005
In this life, everything has to keep going.
You deal with people - people you like and love,
People you hate and don’t care about,
People you need, and people who need you.
Everything has to move, no stopping.
If you stop, you’re left behind.
Some people stop for a while and help you,
Some people will just pass by and pretend they don’t see you.
Nonetheless, you get up, and start moving again.
Otherwise, the gap between where you are and where you’re supposed to be
Only becomes wider.
You miss opportunities.
Everything is temporal.
Hate. Love. Bliss. Friends.
When you think about it, makes you wanna think of purpose.
What’s the point?
Perhaps there is no point.
Just work. Have fun once in a while.
To keep you going.
Until you have to.
And then there’s apathy.
makes things so much easier.
Take things. Leave them.
Walk. Walk further.
Until theres no place else to go.
There is no point anyway.
In this life, everything has to keep going.
You deal with people - people you like and love,
People you hate and don’t care about,
People you need, and people who need you.
Everything has to move, no stopping.
If you stop, you’re left behind.
Some people stop for a while and help you,
Some people will just pass by and pretend they don’t see you.
Nonetheless, you get up, and start moving again.
Otherwise, the gap between where you are and where you’re supposed to be
Only becomes wider.
You miss opportunities.
Everything is temporal.
Hate. Love. Bliss. Friends.
When you think about it, makes you wanna think of purpose.
What’s the point?
Perhaps there is no point.
Just work. Have fun once in a while.
To keep you going.
Until you have to.
And then there’s apathy.
makes things so much easier.
Take things. Leave them.
Walk. Walk further.
Until theres no place else to go.
There is no point anyway.